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Pain - II

If we couldn't be partners in pleasure,
Let us be partners in pain.
Let's stop pleasing each other,
And become a source of
Perpetual pain...
For in this loss of
Our mutual pleasure,
None of us have anything to gain.

We went in search of sanity
In a complaisant relationship
But now our animosity
Is driving us Insane.

We thought that the Sun
Would always shine -
Whatever be the weather,
We'll wait for the sunshine.

But now it seems,
After all these years,
The sunny side of our relationship
Has been overshadowed
By the clouds, the rain, the storm
And the hurricane -
Of immense pain.

We thought this relationship
Is a blessing from God
But we realized too late
That it's a curse on us,
Our life's evil bane.

And now, there is no need to feign
Trying to be happy and gay -
When we know of the deep pain
Engulfing us, deep down below -
Alas! We tried too much, too long,
Yet our time and efforts
All went in vain.

And what now remains in us -
Is not even a dropp of pleasure
Yet plentiful of rain -
The raining pain.

And we are drowning...

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Pain is a plenty harried thing

Pain is a plenty harried thing,
It too is in plentiful pain.
Pain too prays for reprieve from the Lord,
It too wishes for a merciful end;
Pain has pained itself with the painful realization,
That it is the root of the cause of the source of all pain;
That is why pain is a plenty harried thing,
For it too is in plentiful pain.

Pain is a plenty harried thing,
It too hopes that the morrow starts at leisure
And that maybe it could rise (one day) from within itself
And become its prodigal brother: Pleasure.
We blame pain, we hate pain but we all go seeking it,
Pain doesn’t stalk us, we stalk pain;
If it wasn’t for us, Pain would yet be an unknown hermit,
For it too is in plentiful pain.

Pain is a plenty harried thing,
It too gazes into the stars and watches the days go by without reform;
Pain grieves for the pain it feels deep inside,
Pain too struggles against exploit and harm.
Pain is the seedling of the plant of the tree,
Of Life, which is nothing without this pain;
And I do not crave Pain and it does not crave me,
For it too is in plentiful pain.

poem by Samah Khan
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Pain Is So Close To Pleasure

Words and music by freddie mercury and john deacon
Ooh ooh pain is so close to pleasure oh yeah
Sunshine and rainy weather go hand in hand together all
Your life
Ooh ooh pain is so close to pleasure everybody knows
One day we love each other then were fighting one another
All the time
When I was young and just getting started
And people talked to me they sounded broken hearted
Then I grew up and got my imagination
And all I wanted was to start a new relation
So in love but love had a bad reaction
I was looking for some good old satisfaction
But pain is all I got when all I needed was some love and
Affection
Ooh ooh pain is so close to pleasure yeah yeah
Sunshine and rainy weather go hand in hand together all
Your life
Pain and pleasure
Ooh ooh pain and pleasure
When your plans go wrong and you turn out the light
But inside of your mind you have to put up a fight
Where are the answers that were all searching for
Theres nothing in this world to be sure of anymore
Some days youre feeling good some days youre feeling bad
But if youre feeling happy someone else is always sad
Let the sweetness of love wipe the tears from your face
For better for worse so lets make the best of the rest of our
Years
Ooh ooh pain is so close to pleasure I told you so
Sunshine and rainy weather go hand in hand together all
Your life
Pain and pleasure
Ooh ooh pain is so close to pleasure yeah yeah
Sunshine and rainy weather go hand in hand together all
Your life
All your life
Pain - pleasure ....

song performed by by Queen
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Pain in the Rain

Decipher these rhymes
Walk slowly
Recycle the good memories
Now I’m lonely

Refrain:
Wet is my temples
Water drops in vain
The lightning chuckles
I’m sick of the rain

Chorus:

Can somebody explain
Why life is so simple, so plain
Cuz I can’t see through this fog of rain
This flood of tears
This constant pain
Of forgetting our dreams
Self-pity remains
Pain, let it shine
Pain, let it slide
Pain, at our side
Pain, let it shine

Remember these crimes
Tap me in my fantasy
Remember me this time
Try to feel me

Bridge:
Remove the curtains aside
Let it fall down on you
The sunshine
(2x)

Let it shrink inside,
The sunshine
LEAVE THE STORMY DAYS BEHIND!
SHINE!

(Repeat Chorus)

Pain, let it shine
Pain, let it slide,
Pain, at our side
Pain, make me shine
Shine…

poem by Mary Jesusa Villegas
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Pain Is Gain.

Pain is like rain. Though painful, yet gainful. For pain's sake we're abused, for pain's sake we get refused, yet for pain's sake love is diffused.

No pain, no gain. Nothing good comes easy. Still, in pain one feels dizzy. Dizzy with desire, dizzy with passion, dizzy and busy. Pain is gain, it's a stain that disappears with time. Although not all pain is gain, all rain is gain and pain is rain.

Pain is rain, for it touches all men in the open and in chains. After rain comes sun, after dark comes dawn, after pain comes gain.

poem by Darlington Chukwunyere
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Wide Open In The Rain

It might be some pleasure
or it might be some pain,
Still you're wide open, wide
open in the rain,

You're dressed like a
naked eye, and your tears
welcome you,
but you can't cry-

It might be some pleasure
or it might be some pain,
Still you're wide open, wide
open in the rain-

The falling rain finds you asleep,
and in your broken heart, the
darkness runs deep-

It might be some pleasure
or it might be some pain,
Still you're wide open, wide
open in the rain-

poem by Dorsey Baker
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Pain and pleasure

To avoid the pain,
Some forgo pleasure.
To embrace pleasure,
Some undergo the pain.
Eyes on pain,
Pleasure is not the pleasure.
Eyes on pleasure.
Pain is not the pain.
12.02.2002, pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Live until your dead

The ties that bind unwinding
The future needs reminding
That differences will always be
Yet pleasure and pain are the same to me
So broken on the inside, maybe the pain is what i need
Cutting on the outside, just to make sure i still bleed
With that pain comes the pleasure, that i am still alive
With that pleasure comes the pain, that my mind now needs to thrive
You live what you learn, someone very smart once said
So find some pleasure in your pain, and live until your dead.

poem by Mistaken Identity Suicidal Tendancy
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Purple Pain-A Parody

Inspired by Barny the purple dinosaur

Parody of Prince's song Purple Rain

Purple pain
You were always meant I know
To cause me sorrow
You were always meant I know
To make me wanna bleed my own blood and gouge out my eyes
You were always meant I know
To cause me pain
Now all I ever want
Since I saw you on my tv screen is for you
You damm purple pain to drown
In the purple rain

Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain

I only want to see you drowning in the purple rain
Oh you damm purple pain

I never wanted my kids to love you
I only thought of you as some kind of fiend
Barney, I could never stand you for another minute
So my television now I must turn off
Even through I know it would make my babies cry
It's such a shame that your lifetime has't come to a end
Oh, oh yes it is

Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain

I only wanted to see you drown
You damm purple pain
In the purple rain
Oh yes it's true
Purple pain
In the purple rain

Honey, you must know
You must know
The channel I'm a changin'
It's time we all tune in to something new
That means not you
You say you could be a rating's leader
But your agent just can't seem to speak his mind
At the right time
I think you had better fire him
And let me drown you
You damm purple pain
In the purple rain

Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain
Purple pain

If you know who I'm singing about up here
C'mon raise your remote

Purple pain
Purple pain

I only want to see you
See you drown
Oh yeah, drown
You purple pain
In the purple rain

2007 Ramona Thompson

poem by Ramona Thompson
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pleassure - The Pin Cushion

'PLEASSURE - THE PIN CUSHION'
esspeecee …08.12.04.

# Compound of -
Pleasure is labile,
But of
Pain is stable
In mind lab. [1]

# Pleasure poses
Neutrino heaviness
Pain up-pulls
Tachyonic buoyancy. [2]

# Pleasure is
Entry to eventuality
Pain is
Exit from eventuality. [3]

# Pleasure is -
Snow ball
Ache-fully swells,
Pain is -
Metal ball
Anesthetically dwindles,
With the friction of life. [4]

# Pleasure is,
The pin cushion -
For de-phonetization,
Pain is pen cushion –
For vocabularization. [5]

# Pleasure is -
Compulsion,
Pleasure is -
Impulsion. [6]

# Pleasure is -
Gourmand ‘give-in’-izer,
Pain is-
Valorous valedictori-zer. [7]

# Pleasure is -
Fate maker,
Pain is -
Fate eraser. [8]

# Pleasure rewrites
Rupture,
Pain rouleaus
Rapture. [9]

# Pleasure is -
Fathomless fear,
Pain is -
Endless cheer. [10]

# Pleasure is
Insolvensization,
Pain is
Capitalization. [11]

# Pleasure is
Insoluble,
But to
Pain solvent. [12]

# Pleasure enjoys short
Muon-ic life,
But pain extends galore
Like giraffe neck. [13]

# Pleasure makes
Beside oneself,
Pain hibernates
Within oneself. [14]

# Pleasure fossilizes
Lo, pain
Evolutionizes. [15]

# Pain is the riches
To be bosomed
With pride,
Pleasure as pollution
To be purged. [16]

# Pleasure is
Allegianced alienations
Pain is
Concreted conglomeration. [17]

~: ANTICLIMAX: ~
Thro’ the spects of
Mundane vision and
In world of relativity,
Pure feeling
All doodles are but
DELUSION!
DELIRIUM! !
DREAM! !
NON-EXITANT! !
CIPHER VALUE! ! !

# PARADOX #
We’re prey,
Puppet
To both ‘P’s,
Pondering ‘P’s as
Perfect.

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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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Pain Is My Friend

pain is my only gain,
pain is my friend,
pain so deep and cold,
i feel at home with the dark pain,

i love pain pain is my friend,
pain will bring back my love,
pain will give me life once again,
pain so deep and cold,
is the only way i can have,
my love and my friend,

pain is the worlds friend,
pain shows us if we do wrong,
pain shows us who we are,
pain is not only in the dark,
but in the light as well,

pain is so deep and cunning,
pain can show me who i am,
pain shows the world who we are,
pain is my only friend,

with out love theres pain,
with out anyone theres pain,
with out the sun with out the moon,
theres pain so as you can see,
pain is with us and always will be,
pain will never leave its a marriage,

its a soul and a part of you,
that will never leave,
pain is my friend and it is your too....

poem by Richard Belis
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Satiety

Fatigued..
This moment..
Golden jubilee carrying on to Diamond
Wheeling, rolling pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure
Yes
Treasured life measured of pain and pleasure
Fatigued
Uncertainty? yes
Bloody plexus, pain-pleasure nexus
Sixtyplus terrified
White and black, bright and dark..
Yes
God is fair, unfair
Enough, enough
Yet just one wish
Just enough to retire eternal
Only in fair God

poem by Indira Renganathan
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The Womb

Up from the evil day
Of wattle and of woad,
Along man's weary way
Dark Pain has been the goad.
Back from the age of stone,
Within his brutish brain,
What pleasure he has known
Is ease from Pain.

Behold in Pain the force
That haled Man from the Pit,
And set him such a course
No mind can measure it.
To angel from the ape
No human pang was vain
In that divine escape
To joy through Pain.

See Pain with stoic eyes
And patient fortitude,
A blessing in disguise,
An instrument of good.
Aye, though with hearts forlorn
We to despair be fain,
Believe that Joy is born
From Womb of Pain.

poem by Robert William Service
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The Pain That You Feel

The pain that you feel,

But can’t touch.

A pain you know of,

But can’t explain

A pain so fierce

You go insane

The unknown pain

That clutches your heart

And burns in your soul

The pain

In your life

Too strong to carry on

The unknown pain

That clouds your mind

And devours your every thought

The pain of broken promises

Broken dreams

The pain

That’s unheard of

The pain that's

Not seen

poem by Emily Swinney
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Painful Competition

Forming a relationship is like seeking pain and pleasure,
Jousting with the knights is obviously insane in this acre.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Song From An Evening's Love

After the pangs of a desperate lover,
When day and night I have sighed all in vain,
Ah, what a pleasure it is to discover
In her eyes pity, who causes my pain!

When with unkindness our love at a stand is,
And both have punished ourselves with the pain,
Ah, what a pleasure the touch of her hand is!
Ah, what a pleasure to touch it again!

When the denial comes fainter and fainter,
And her eyes give what her tongue does deny,
Ah, what a trembling I feel when I venture!
Ah, what a trembling does usher my joy!

When, with a sigh, she accords me the blessing,
And her eyes twinkle 'twixt pleasure and pain,
Ah, what a joy 'tis beyond all expressing!
Ah, what a joy to hear 'Shall we again!'

poem by John Dryden
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Let It Rain.

Let it rain. Let it rain,
someone please, stop the pain
my body is frail, my energy's drained.
Thinking about you. Really hurts my brain.
Just please stop the pain.
Let it rain, let it rain.

You know and I know
I was yours from the start
it felt like nothing
could tear us apart
but you just reached In
and tore out my heart
from that moment onwards,
my world fell apart.

I need you
I want you
you know its all true
I miss you
I love you
this poem's just for you

so let it rain, let it rain
I dont want this pain
in the middle of the carpet
is a massive red stain
by making me hurt,
what have you got to gain?
Just please stop the pain.
Let it rain, let it rain

poem by Vikki Cullen
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Pain...What is it?

Pain...What is pain?
Pain...get wrapped in the head with a baseball bat,
That could be called pain.
Pain...get kicked in the gut by a cowboy boot,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...poke a needle in your eye,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...get your fingers caught in a motorcycle chain,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...jump in front of a train,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...lose control while flyin' a plane,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...There ain't ever no gain in pain.

poem by Axe Timson
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My Firm Belief

This is the world of loss and gain
Where God let nothing to go in vain
Even a water dropp that we get in rain
Helps us in moments of suffering and pain

When troubles come it makes us gray
And everything feels wrong in the way
And we don't find next stone to lay
And think that God has pushed us away

But this is neither true nor it is right
Because for us God emits bliss light
And show us nice things that are bright
For his ways are always unique and quiet

So if we feel we are stuck in a test
Where we are not given any rest
Then thing that at time seems best
is to go to God and pray with zest

Because this is surely my firm belief
That God who is our creator and chief
Will cease our pain and will give us relief
And will remove from us our distress and grief

Because this is the world of loss and gain
Where God let nothing to go in vain
Even a water dropp that we get in rain
Helps us in moments of sufferings and pain

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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The efforts

The pain of failure will outweigh
The pleasure of the efforts made.
The pleasure of the success will outweigh
The pain of the efforts we made.

Efforts give us pleasure
Till we get the results
09.08.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Disillusionment

Outside the wild stormy wind blows
and it's full of sorrow as if it cannot find any comfort,
in this winter branches are stripped from trees,
and I am blinded, are not able to find hope;
too late I had to learn that love is cruel,
for this great pain there is no forgiveness.

With a kind of innocence I loved you
from the moment that our relationship started
but your treason comes as my greatest fear,
it sounds absurd that there can be pleasure in pain,
and every between us dies with your confession,
for this great pain there is no forgiveness.

poem by Gert Strydom
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